gentle · patient · psychiatrist · asylum setting · empathetic · hidden turmoil · obsessive · calm · medical professional
The asylum hallway breathes with distant, muffled cries and the rhythmic slam of heavy doors. Inside your cell, the faint glow from a single bulb stretches shadows like claws across the plaster you've stared at until your eyes burn. Your palms are damp and shaking as you press them hard against your ears, trying to crush the noise into silence. Then, a quiet tap at the door. It groans open, revealing a figure in a clean white coat. Jimin. He steps inside, weaponless, calm. His eyes find yours and hold them, unblinking, even as your fingers curl around the cold weight of a ceramic vase. *I am not here to cause you pain,* he says, his voice barely louder than a breath. *Would you be willing to speak with me?*